Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Where babies come from, and other adventures..

Do you ever feel deeply sorry for potted plants? I do. It's like an animal in a cage. Like a man in a cubicle. I say give all potted plants a new life in the earth. Grow roots, grow.In the passing weeks, I have been feeling potted plant-ish. I have this incredible urge to sell all my things, pack some necessities in a backpack, and just go. I want to be alive before I am dead. I want to break free and finally breathe. This is not reality. This is a routine. Lather, rinse, repeat.

This morning Chuck P. was on a local radio station. Did you know he majored in journalism but then worked on a assembly line for freightliners to pay his student loans? He worked there for 14 years while writing. Chuck just got a little bit cooler. Choke comes out Friday.. go see it.

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I am a designer, circus freak, blogaholic and rampant dreamer. I enjoy making every single day a magical and exciting adventure. I pride myself in the fact that I will never grow up.
If you so desire, you can check out my other blogs: Chic Vegan and Ponies and Unicorns.